Ning Yuru lowered her head to eat and did not speak, but according to my observation, the arc of her mouth provoked that it was very useful that I treated her like this in front of others.
I ate half a plate of fried rice and motioned to Ning Yuru to continue eating and ignore me. Then I put down my chopsticks and looked up at the woman who had recovered her calm on the opposite side.
I just watched her, but didn't take the initiative to speak.
The sense of stagnation is overwhelming.
The scene froze.
This kind of scene lasted for a full half a minute. After all, the woman on the opposite side was angry at the bottom of her eyes. After a cold snort, she snapped her fingers at random, and I felt the surrounding light dimmed. Then, several circles of golden light enveloped the surrounding area in the restaurant. Only the three of us were left, and the diners around were gone.
The space restriction came and isolated this place, and we naturally disappeared outside, but the other party must have performed Zen illusion. Therefore, we are still in the eyes of diners and service personnel.
I know more about this method, and of course I won't have any reaction. I still look at her indifferently, and the other party doesn't say anything.
Isn't it better than patience? May I ask the person who initiated the invitation and the person who was invited to the appointment, who is more patient
Facts have proved that whoever takes the initiative is impatient.
This thing is the same as that between men and women, the more up-and-coming, the lower the status, and it's hard to think about it.
The sorrow accumulated on the crushed stone girl's face, but she was so hot in the end. After taking a few deep breaths, her expression returned to naturalness. Then, the light flashed, and a nun wearing a Buddha hat appeared in front of her, her face was mid-up, her eyes were very deep, and she seemed to be inside. What secrets are hidden, this is her true face.
"Amitabha Buddha, the master Jiang Du is such a big air. Don't worry about it, the poor nun will not care about you as a rising star. The poor nun is the new master of Jingmin An. I have seen the master Jiang."
Having said this, the nun united again.
"She is from the Jingzi generation?"
I was shocked at the bottom of my heart, because I still heard of Jing Min'an's seniority ranking. The seniority of Jing Zi's generation is very high. In terms of age, I am afraid that it is not a hundred years old? Sure enough, it was an old monster with a good face.
The most impressive master of Jing Zi generation is Xie Zun Temple host Jing Mi.
That old guy had fought a life and death battle with the blood moon occupied by Hitomi.
Needless to say, Jingxiu and Jingya are both from the same age.
But I remember clearly that the original owner of Jingmin An is not
In this way, it seems that Jing Min An has recently undergone personnel changes, and it is estimated to be indistinguishable from what we speculated. The original owner of the An should be in an accident, but I don't know whether it is life or death
This kind of news is top secret and can't be found easily.
"It turns out that it was the new master of Jingmin An who came here, but the master of the museum was too far away to welcome me. Dare to ask the master what happened to me here?"
I was not in the mood to grind with her, so I went straight to the point.
As for the identity of the other party's ancestor? To be honest, there is no deterrent to me.
A person who has seen the presiding power of the Xie Zun Temple several generations before, it is difficult for any master in the other party to rise in awe.
This is entirely a matter of vision.
A hint of surprise flashed across the eyes of the nun Jingxiu. After she wanted to come from the newspaper, the owner of the Fangnei Daoguan Xiaoguan who was rising was not in awe
But my calm and gentle reaction was beyond her expectation, wouldn't she be surprised
"Good, good, poor nuns invited the owner of the museum to come here because he knew that the owner of the museum was facing Langliu of the Lufo Temple tonight.
Jing Min Antian is one of the leading sects of the right way in Fang, how could it be possible to sit and watch the evil and outside ways be rampant in Fang's land? Therefore, the head of the temple and several elder-level seniors have sneaked here;
If Lufo Temple does not engage in small actions and Lang Liuli is willing to fight life and death with Jiang Guanzhu according to the rules, Jingmin'an will not take action, but if Guoluo Temple secretly has other plans, for example, ignoring the agreed ambush master and attacking Jiang Guanzhu and Fellow Daoists in the Fang Nei Daoguan, that Ben'an will definitely make a move in time. Calling the master of the museum to come here is to talk about this, so that you know what you want, and just do it boldly. "
When Jing Xiu said something, I frowned.
Nothing to show courtesy is not conspiracy or malice!
How can I feel in love with Jingmin'an? Why does the other party help like this
What righteousness and righteousness? A joke, I couldn’t be clearer. Both inside and outside are a virtue. Righteous way, evil way, and neutral forces are just names. Whoever regards righteous people as messengers of righteousness is not far from death.
Conversely speaking, there are also many heroes who are righteous and thin in the evil way.
In the past I have experienced, how few horror monsters came from the right way
Just count, Mo Shidao, Jiang Zihuai, the pavilion master of Blood Moon who was not taken over by Hitomi, including his black-bellied disciple Tuoba Le, these are all the demon of the older generation, let’s go back to the modern day, Ye Vice President in the Mountain Pavilion
Guys, which one is the fuel-saving lamp
Therefore, you can see the leopard only from the night mountain pavilion. The so-called righteous way is just a title, and it must not be regarded as the integrity of the heart.
These two cannot be equated at all.
"I appreciate the kindness of the master of Jingxiu'an, but the Fangnei Gymnasium is unwilling to intervene in this matter by Jing Min'an. Regardless of whether the other party has a conspiracy or arranged a master, Jing Min'an does not need to act;
As the old saying goes, there is no merit, so I don’t want to owe you favors;
The ugly words are in the front. If you break the life and death agreement at will, then you will be the enemy of the Fang Nei Daoguan. As for the small actions of the Lufo Temple? Do you think we have no backup plan
So, you can watch the big show quietly. If you want to go your own way, even if you help, I won't accept it afterwards. Please bear this in mind and tell the masters of Jingmin'an. "
After pondering for a while, I flatly refused.
I don't know what the other party is thinking, I won't let it go.
In this way, no matter what misfortune happened after Jing Min An, it has nothing to do with Fang Nei Daoguan.
The master of Jingxiu'an narrowed his eyes and looked at me gloomily. After a while, he turned to look at Ning Yuru who had finished eating, and said softly, "How does Ning Shizhu look?"
"I am looking forward to the owner of the museum. All members of the gymnasium must listen to what he says. After all, I am just an inconspicuous deputy director."
Ning Yuru expressed helplessness.
There was a faint sharpness in the bottom of Jingxiu's eyes, which was fleeting.
She turned her head and looked at me: "The poor nun really didn't expect that the master Jiang Du, who dared to challenge the Lengfo Temple and flattened the snake-eye mercenary group, would be so inadequate that he could speak even if he didn't recognize favors? The poor nun was disappointed."
"Sorry, I don't exist to let others not be disappointed. It is my attitude to life that I do my own way and am free. Please understand."
I am neither overbearing nor overbearing, but I have a sharp response.
"Okay, very good, very good, the poor nun will tell the attitude of the owner of the pavilion to the elders in Anzhong. First, I wish the owner of the pavilion a victory and destroy the great devil Lang Liuli under the horse! The poor nun will leave, Amitabha."
The words are not speculative. After Jing Xiu said a few scenes, he threw a ten-yuan bill on the table and got up and left.
"Om Lord, go slowly, don't send it."
I said coldly, and then looked down at the banknote left on the table, lost in thought.
(End of this chapter)